She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. Very well, I give up. I promise not to do it again. ‘How so?’ he asked, and she noted that he allowed his pistol to dangle a little from his fingers.
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